"At this moment, are you not jesting?"
Liu Zheng said to the heavily beaten Shao Yan Guna.
The voice came from the mouth that had been flattened like a pancake.
"Mortal, you do not understand. Even if you kill me here, I will not die."
Shao Yan Guna said.
"Then what are you afraid of?"
Liu Zheng curled his lip and said.
"Being defeated by a mortal would utterly disgrace me, and a new Divine Body also takes time to form. During this period, I cannot go out or enjoy the pleasures of the mortal world, which is more painful than death itself."
"And once I form a new Divine Body, I will spare no cost, even if it means spending all my accumulated wealth and Divine Power, to avenge this day."
"But if you spare me, I will swear an oath not to seek revenge and I will also grant you a substantial fortune."
Shao Yan Guna said.
"I see, how long will it take for your Divine Body to form?"
He asked.
"I am the god of healing, it takes about ten years to form a Divine Body."